Neanderpundit

and the customer says ‘hey, let’s all go to that new mexican place, gusto del infierno!

you know it’s going to be a long night.

as I trudged afield in search of cervids, I saw a guy out hunting rabbits. His dogs, beagles the size of Max, were all dressed in orange safety suits. He let them off the leash, and they went apeshit.

I do love that sound. I swear to god, you can kick a beagle, hit him in the head with a tire iron, yank his tail, cut off his floppy big ears with pinking shears- as long as he can hunt, he’s in heaven. I can barely wait till Max is calm enough to hunt.

To fans of Thomas Harris? you are gonna love this book.

I’ve always been a HUGE fan of Dr Lecter. And while it is obvious he is out of my league by light years, if there were a fictional character I could be, it would be Dr Lecter. And this book reinforces that immensely.

I have always had what my friend Jenny calls “anm overdeveloped sense of justice”. I like it when the bad guy dies. IN fact, I like it when the bad guy dies horribly, in pain, begging for his life. if you like that too, read this book.

THe book also talks about what happens to people like that- they become dead to other things, as Hannibal becomes, in the end. Like the folks at the Nurmburg trials became. I understand that. Doctors are similar- they can only process what they can, getting too close to a patient makes it likely they would have to stop doing their jobs.

Anyway, again, if you like Harris, read this book. If you don’t, don’t bother. Hell, if you never READ anything by Harris, read “black sunday”. It’s an eye opener.